And the thing is, according to all signs and portents, i should be having a fab time right about now. I went out last night and saw Smoke Signals (which was excellent), i'm working a day or two this weekend but it's overtime and it's all right, I have guacamole and fishies and cats who bump their heads against me and request petting.
And I ahve new CD's! I got Ani's up up Up Up UP UP, Out of Range, and Liz Phair's whitechocolatespaceegg the other day.
But i'm feeling very tired and overwhelmed.
I also learned that I'm going to be 'onsite' (work term for 'exiled to Redmond') next week. To quote Ivor: "Hate. Hate. hate hate hate hate. Hate." It would have been nice to have some warning, and even nicer to not have to do this at all. All of my projects are going to go completely to hell without me around to keep an eye on them, I can tell.
I feel very scattered. I've not written anything over the past few days because I've not felt capable of pulling together the kind of brainpower it takes to make coherent sentences.